#thxwarden

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@thxwarden replied to your post:

me, softly: he’s neither straight nor a bad king

i stand firm in my belief that bw making unhardened alistair a good king (  unless he’s married so his wife can fix his shit  ) is some hot bullshit!!!

[righteousmade]

Just one feature doesn't feel enough. Things observed over the years, traits that she admired and found inspiring. Resilience and determination, that refusal to fall into line like so many others, to resist their lot in life ever since he was dragged to the Circle. His humor and quick wit, his tongue sharp and antics legendary. His compassion and empathy, a healer at heart that's full of love to give, though guarded. Passion for his cause, that righteous anger. Soft hands, warm eyes, that smile.

abrasive, all burred edges and static charge --- he’s as dangerous as the magic at fingertips, and as wild as the flames of an apprentice studying the arts of elements. but! there are exceptions, there are those few moments seen, heard, known, welcome and cherished. it’s the healer’s hands, a gentleness born from a fractured heart and a loss of faith. hope, wish and want for what he believes is right, what they believe they deserve --- not from action, but from simply living. it’s the smile that then follows with firm grip and squeeze and promise: things will be better.  

HE ATTAC, BUT HE ALSO ATTRAC / ( meme - the most attractive thing )

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@thxwarden ;; karliah sc

“are you a mage?” she keeps her voice level, hiding the hope that might have escaped. perhaps her luck was changing after all. “i may have need of you.”

[corvidblade-a]

@thxwarden replied to your post: D ,H,J,K

his true kink is being loved and supported unconditionally

it’s true it’s absolutely true

[wardened]

thxwarden replied to your post: REPOST.   DON’T  REBLOG.   post  TEN  characters...

YENNEFER

everytime i see her i fall a little bit more in love

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♡

‘ Send ♡ for party banter from: my muse and yours ’ prompt

Nilviri: ❝ you are…Cullen, right ? ❞

Cullen: ( a little taken aback )

Cullen: ❝ y-yes ? ❞

Nilviri: ❝ how did you enjoy my harrowing ? ❞

Cullen: ❝ I…was not under the impression that it was meant to be…enjoyable. ❞

Nilviri: ❝ I guess not. have you ever seen anyone…fail ? ❞

Cullen: ( visibly hesitating )

Cullen: ❝ your…harrowing…was the first that I have witnessed. maker’s breath…I am glad that you have lived. ❞

Nilviri: ❝ you are…glad ? ❞

Cullen: ❝ I…need to go. perhaps       another time ! ❞

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thxwarden replied to your post: (This is also the fandom where a love interest...

uhm??? sten is the light of my life?

//Girl mine too but we gotta face the facts there are like 17 other people who feel the same way. 

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@thxwarden

            “Hi!”  She’s smiling FAR TOO BRIGHTLY for someone who’s.  Uh.  Bleeding out in the dirt.  “Oh, wow, are you a healer?  Because I could REALLY use some healing.”  Totally thought she was just going to die here and what a DRAG that would be; she’s gotten so many cool new scars in this life that she’d just hate to lose.  GUESS MYTHAL’S ON HER SIDE TODAY!

[illusivexemissary]

💌🎉

🎉 We’ve been mutuals for ages, and this makes me so happy!

💌 I just think you’re amazing

Oh YOU

[luciouschest]

@thxwarden.

‘ ever notice that for a people with no mages, dwarves use an awful lot of magic? ‘

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@thxwarden replied to your post:

‘I have bad news everyone. Hawke was near death. I tried to heal her. I did everything I could. And she’s going to be okay.’

imagine: no one has seen hawke for over a month because she’s bedridden and can’t walk and anders is basically rebuilding her spine and internal organs.  finally he tells everyone to come to the clinic.  says this.  faye is waiting a room over for her cue to enter, and that cue is everyone trying to fucking murder anders.

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@thxwarden​ ||  x 

        A perch of STONE. Talons grind into crumbling structure, a great tower now reduced to rubble.  Many a ruin littered these lands, this land of Ferelden. It had come to this place not so long ago, upon discovering the lesser of his ilk had nestled here, made a home for themselves. However, it soon came to light that they were hunted beasts, seen as a viable threat to the blood of man that so ruthlessly invaded the land reptilians had inherited.  And so forth they come, wielding sword and spear, attempting to fell a creature too many times their size; ants, attempting to overtake wyrms. Approach is detected, but it has no intent to become a victim to spells and violence. His position is made clear with a single, ear-shattering screech, neck curving to look directly into the eyes of trespasser. Step with care, for his flames burn the brightest. 

[ustrinamor]

{ @thxwarden | starter call ~ accepting }

Azula was not concerned when her agents told her there were rumblings of a Blight approaching. ‘Let these Fereldens deal with their darkspawn themselves.’ She had better things to do than worry herself over something that was their problem, not hers. While she knew before the rest of Orlais thanks to her active investigations, she felt no urgency in even informing anyone of this possibility. ‘They’ll figure it out sooner or later.’

Her father thought differently. She’d only mentioned it in passing when he came to visit her in Jader. The young heiress thought he would love the notion of the south falling into chaos, but Ozai instead met her with a silent frown. Azula scrambled to fix his dour expression, bringing up the tragedy that befell the dog king and the Grey Wardens at Ostagar, but this only served to twist his face even further. Chaos in the south was opportune to Tevinter, yes, but a Blight was far from desirable. A Blight was doom to all. And thus, he gave her a new task: seek out the remaining wardens, and assist them in stopping the darkspawn.

She graciously accepted, as she was prone to, for the possibility of displeasing her father and losing her future title of Duchess was far more unbearable than anything the Blight could have wrought upon her. Azula went quickly to work, using her network to locate the last wardens. Intercepting them on the road during their travels, she approached them with an undeterred posture no normal stranger would dare assume.

“Ah, the Grey Wardens. Seems you’ve finally arrived,” she grinned her devilish grin, her hands clasped firmly behind her back. “You’re a bit late. You should have been through this area half an hour ago according to the path you’ve been following the past three days. Did you get sidetracked somewhere?”

[redemptior]

        "       DID YOU not hear the call to the dining hall? you                 should go.. i mean.. you'll miss dinner if you don't. "

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[motherednature]

callout post for @thxwarden for reminding me that sylvana is also dragonborn, but won’t know it until her sister dies and witnesses her burn away to just a skeleton while absorbing her fucking soul.

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💋

KISS HER YOU COWARDS  /  accepting.

        Years don’t really mean much to the elf.  There’ve been an AWFUL LOT OF ‘EM, and nothing ever changes between them, really.  (  not to be a downer!  she likes the colours and the warmth and the friendliness and the alcohol well enough!  )  Still, she inevitably joins in the festivities of those who are shorter - lived than she is, because it seems like the right thing to do and they all seem so happy and that makes her happy, too!!  ALL LOVE, THIS ONE, even past the erratic age.

                          She hadn’t PLANNED to grab the Warden’s hand, but when she’d nearly RAN INTO HER while skipping around at absolute top speeds, it just SEEMED RIGHT.  Feet stilling only long enough to start tapping instead, and then rolling smoothly into a bounce.  She takes both of her hands, smile huge.  “Warden!”  The syllables burst out of her chest, all joy.  “Kiss me!  Kiss me!”

                     And, after looking confused for a moment and mischievous for another, Nilviri does so, lips pressed squarely against the ancient’s own.  Mason sort of seems to.  Uh.  VIBRATE for a moment in excitement, before returning the kiss with ease.

                                           When she pulls away, it’s with a laugh.“You’re the BEST, Viri!”